AN: Originally, half of this chapter consisted of an explicit sex scene, which I have removed as this site is pretty strict when it comes to such things. I marked the exact part where it would have been and if you want to read it, then just go to AO3 where you can find the story and me under the same name as here.

Mike wrung his hands nervously and looked at the clock hanging in the corner of his office. Only a few minutes left and then Harvey would be here. He couldn't really say why he was so nervous, though. Harvey and he got along great, so why was he feeling like he was about to face a congress inquiry?

"You look like you´re about to have a heart-attack," Katrina commented from where she was standing in the doorway. "Is the prospect of another date with Harvey really that daunting? I could go for you, if you´re too afraid." Mike just glared at her, which only made Katrina´s smirk grow wider.

"I hope you´re wearing your 'get laid' underwear," she continued her teasing.

"I don't have a 'get laid' underwear!" Mike protested, his ears burning red.

"You totally have," Katrina replied. "You told me once, remember, when we both were drinking after our victory over Salesburry. It´s a black Calvin Klein brief with white waistband and if that isn´t the most porn thing you´ve ever heard of than I eat a broom." Mike wanted to just jump out of the window and end this mortification.

"I don't wear that," he lied weakly and Katrina just continued grinning.

"You so want to get laid by Harvey Specter," she said in her singsong voice. "At least it´s your third date, so it´s socially acceptable." Mike snorted.

"As if I would ever use the dating advice coming from some bad romcom," he shot back grinning. It was in this moment that his intercom crackled to live.

"Mike, a Harvey Specter´s here waiting for you."

"Thanks, Dave," Mike replied. "Tell him, I´ll be down shortly."

"Will do," Dave said and hung up.

"It seems that our time has come to an end, Mrs. Bennett," Mike said in mock-serious voice as he stood up and took his jacket from which it was hanging over his chair.

"A pleasure as always," Katrina replied and held out her hand. Mike betokened her with a kiss on the hand and then made his way out of his office towards the elevators.

"Have fun in your Calvin Kleins!" Katrina shouted after him. Mike just flipped her his finger.

"So, you´re here for Mike?" the security guard behind the reception asked Harvey as he waited for Mike to come down. Harvey raised his eyebrows at the guard, who seemed to be way too invested in Mike´s personal life.

"I am," he just replied to the guard – "Dave" according to his name tag. The man just harrumphed and looked at him with suspicion.

"What is it to you?" Harvey asked. Dave just looked at him like he was an insect to be dissected.

"Mike is the nicest guy in this building," Dave explained. "He´s nice to every one of us – the cleaning ladies, the night porter, the maintenance crew and in return we watch out for him."

"Wait, wait," Harvey interrupted him. "Is this the 'you treat my boy nice or else' speech that you´re giving me?"

"Well, there´s no one else to do it," Dave just shrugged. "And none of us want Mike hurt. So you better tread carefully. We may not be some fancy lawyer, but we don't need to be in order to make your life miserable if you hurt Mike." Harvey was too stunned by that – and that was saying something, him, the Harvey Specter made speechless by a security guard – but it was in this moment that the elevator doors opened and Mike walked out.

"Harvey," he said grinning. "Dave." He nodded at the guard who nodded back. "Ready to go?"

"Of course," Harvey replied.

"Have a great time," Dave said and when Mike had turned around he gave Harvey one warning glare before he had to go back to his actual job.

"You´re security guard is crazy," Harvey spluttered to Mike when they were walking along the sidewalk.

"Do you mean Dave?" Mike asked confused. "He´s the gentlest man I know. He helps out at his daughter´s kindergarten whenever he can. He´s great with kids."

"He threatened me!" Harvey exclaimed. "He and the whole maintenance staff of the building if I was to hurt you." Mike just sniggered.

"They can be a little bit overprotective," he admitted. "But they seem to like you at least."

"They threatened me!" Harvey repeated incredulously.

"Yeah," Mike shrugged. "But it was only Dave. If they really disliked you, Marina and her cleaning ladies would have been there as well." Harvey just shook his head. "Where are we going, by the way?"

"Ray has parked a few blocks away," Harvey answered. Mike´s eyes widened.

"You have your own personal driver?" he exclaimed disbelievingly. "Who the hell are you, Harvey Specter."

"He´s not my personal driver," Harvey grumbled. "And he´s taking us to our destination, which I´ll not disclose to you." They turned around the corner in the street where Ray was waiting for them. When he noticed Harvey and Mike he winked at them and then opened the door for Mike to take a seat.

"I feel like a woman in the 30s," Mike joked. "Where´s my fur coat?"

"I don't think a fur coat would survive Manhattan," Harvey replied as he took the other seat.

"Guess you´re right," Mike agreed. "Nice to meet you, Ray." Ray just dipped his head.

"I´ve heard much of you, Mr Ross," the Indian replied as he started the car and began to drive them to their destination.

"Only good things, I hope," Mike asked. "And call me Mike, Mr Ross makes me feel so old."

"As you wish, Mike," Ray smiled. "What CD do you want, Harvey?" Harvey considered the question for a while before he answered.

"Number six."

"Ah, an excellent choice," Ray declared and soon the soothing sounds of Frank Sinatra sounded through the car on low volume.

"I wouldn't have pegged you for a Sinatra," Mike said without judgment in his voice.

"The man was a genius," Harvey declared and Mike just nodded.

"So," he began, a sly grin slowly taking over his face. "You still won´t tell me where we are going."

"Nope," Harvey replied, popping the 'p' to further emphasize his point. "But fear not, you definitely won´t be disappointed."

"I have no fear like that," Mike said. They continued the rest of the way talking about their respective cases and the strategies they planned to employ. Harvey felt completely at ease with telling Mike about the big surprise he had planned for Tanner on his current case. He would never have told things like that to Scottie, fearing that she would use it to her own advantage, but he could trust Mike to never abuse his trust like that.

And it was fun as well. Mike instinctively knew what he was going for and showed him how he could improve his strategy and he did the same when Mike told him of his current case. Harvey felt intellectually stimulated and he couldn't believe how satisfying that alone was.

Not that Scottie had been stupid, but being with her Harvey had always to hold back. He could never give everything, show all, because at the end of the day, Scottie and he weren't in a relationship but just using each other. That wasn't a real foundation for trust to be built upon.

"We´re there," Ray interrupted them.

"That´s a cinema," Mike commented.

"I know," Harvey grinned. "And today they show all the original Star Trek movies." Mike´s eyes widened.

"All of them?" he asked.

"All of them," Harvey confirmed.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Mike demanded to know and scrambled to get out of his seat belts. Ray just smirked at Harvey, who just smirked back at the other man.

"Have fun!" Ray shouted after them when they had left the car. Mike just laughed out loud.

"He´s the second person to shout that after me today," he said when he noticed Harvey´s quizzically look. "But come on, we have to get the best seats!"

"Glad that you´re so enthusiastic," Harvey smirked.

"That´s the best idea ever," Mike exclaimed. "It´s just a pity for you, because I´ll probably ignore you the whole time."

Mike´s prediction didn't become true. Halfway through the second movie, Harvey and his hand somehow interlocked when they were both grasped for popcorn – pretty cliché, didn't Mike know it. But when he looked up and saw the look in Harvey´s eyes he just couldn't resist: He moved forward and pressed his lips against Harvey's, who reciprocated the gesture more than enthusiastically.

Harvey tasted of old whiskey, popcorn and something uniquely Harvey and Mike couldn't get enough of it. Mike didn't know how long they were kissing, but they were interrupted, though, when someone tabbed Mike on his shoulder. The blonde turned around only to see a very disgruntled looking employee of the cinema looking at him.

"We had complaints of our guests concerning your indecent behaviour and would like to ask you to leave this establishment," the man said sourly and Mike could feel his cheeks burning up. Something like that hadn't happened to him since he had been a horny sixteen-years-old. Burning with shame he stood up, Harvey behind him and followed the man to the exit where he gave them one last annoyed look before he closed the door behind them.

A few seconds of silence, then Harvey began to laugh and just wouldn't stop.

"That wasn't funny!" Mike hissed. "It was mortifying!"

"Aw, come on, Mike," Harvey teased. "It was definitely worth being thrown out, don't you think?" This, Mike admitted, was certainly true. He couldn't deny that kissing Harvey had been awesome. Then Mike slowly stalked next to Harvey, positioning his mouth right next to the other man´s ear and whispered: "Maybe we could continue in my apartment?" He could feel a shudder running down Harvey´s spine and his breath hitching.

"I definitely have no objections against that," he replied and this time it was Mike who couldn't supress that spike of arousal surging through his body.

Ray definitely deserved a salary increase for what he did for Harvey. The whole way to Mike´s apartment, Harvey and Mike traded kisses and groped at each other like they were horny teenagers and not grown-up men and reputable lawyers. But neither of them cared, too caught up in the heat of the moment so that they didn't even noticed the passage of time until Ray had delivered them to the doorstep of Mike´s apartment building.

[Explicit smut which you can read on my AO3-profile.]

"That was awesome," Mike exclaimed after a while and bumped his fist into the air.

"I slept with a child," Harvey just snorted. Mike turned his head, so that he could look at Harvey.

"You loved it," he proclaimed.

"Yeah, I guess I did," Harvey grinned.

"Are you staying the night?" Mike asked. "No problem if you don't." Well that was a lie, but he would leave Harvey the opportunity to just take his stuff and leave. He didn't want to push too far too early. Harvey, though, just shook his head.

"No," he replied. "I´m fine where I am." And to these words they both drifted into a dreamless sleep.